ALESSANDRO

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Alessia's pov

Going on walks was my distraction from everything and everyone, I liked going on walks and listening to music. That's one of my escapes from everything.

In my world, woman are treated badly just cause they don't have balls, well I'm here to prove them wrong.

My father has always loved and respected my mother no matter anything. One look from her and he changes his actions. He's a loving father but when he's angry, no one cares to even look at him. He has rules for everyone that lives in my house and is very organized. He also has another side, a demon, a cruel person and controlling.

My mother was a respectful and loving woman. She's always stunning and lighting every room she walks in. Her olive long shiny legs and her beautiful brown curls and everything is simply stunning. She's a sunshine, a supportive mother in every way. She's Italian unlike my father, he's Spanish. So I'm half Italian, half Spanish.

I was an only child, and a spoiled one but I'm grateful for anything and everything and the roof on top of my head. I grew up with luxury and I'm not saying that a bad thing, I'm saying that I'm happy with anything I get from my parents.

On my way back home, I thought of what my father had told me earlier.

"Nononono I can't marry that bastardo" I thought to myself starting to panic. "I won't marry him that's it" I tried calming myself down.

I played music from my "calming" playlist while heading home.

I passed the front gates just too see unfamiliar black SUVs parked there. I took out my earphones walking slowly to the door. I placed my hand on my gun, I always carry a gun and some stuff with me everywhere in case of something.

I heard my father talking angrily but slowly. I peeked my head through the door just to see a ton of men dressed in suits covering the living room. A man was sitting in the middle of the couch, on my favorite spot, facing father and talking calmly. My mother wasn't there thankfully I wouldn't want to get bothered by the view.

I held my gun high as I entered the house pointing it at the stranger. "Who are you!" I spoke still pointing my gun at him. All the men in my house pointed their guns at me."what are you doing here bébé" my father spoke. "Maybe I live here?" I replied looking at the strangers head pointing my gun at him while having over a thousand guns pointed at me.

The stranger turned around to look and god he looked like a Greek goddess. I couldn't help my self but starring at him. "Guns down now!" He spoke to his men and they obeyed. "What are u did in my house with armed people?!" I asked calmly and slowly still pointing my gun at him. He chuckles and stood up. "Bambina I'm here for business with grown ups" he said smirking "shut up that's my house and I'm old enough to know what the fuck is going on" I said lowering my gun.

He smiles and replies. "I said grown ups cagna" oh no that bitch did not. I approached him angrily and said. "I speak Italian stronzo!" He's smirking checking me out in front of my father. Oh how I want to wipe that smirk off his face. "Leave my daughter off this business u came from Alex!" My father shouted.

Oh so the beautiful stranger's name is alex? Could be. "Daughter huh?she looks like ur weakness." He said looking at me licking his lips. "Alessia go to your room bébé" my father spoke. "Alessia what a sexy name just like you" he said still smirking. "Wipe that smirk off your face stronzo"I said going up the stairs heading to my room.

What a beautiful face for that shitty personality, I don't understand how the most prettiest people get the most ugliest personality ever.

After that bastard left I went down stairs to ask my father about the situation.

" what was that stronzo doing here"I spoke. "That's Alessandro the one I told you about, the Don of the Italian mafia." He replied. "What did he want" I asked. "He wants a part of our mafia." He said

"Fuck no he's isn't taking anything from here except to get my fucking middle finger! " I shouted. My father just sat down calling some people of his phone.i just sat there my mood ruined cause of this cagna.

It was already night but I was still pissed off by him and his presence in my home. I called Isabella my best friend. "Hey Bella doing anything tonight? " I asked her hoping for her to say that she wasn't doing anything "no bambina why?"she said with a smile looking at me from the video call curious. " I wanna go out with you I'll explain later"I told her. "Alright my love text me the info I'll get ready and pick u up" she said. "Okay thank you babe I'll go get ready" I said hanging up.

I was finishing my makeup when I heard a knock on my door. "Coming" I said approaching the door. "Oh you look stunning" Isabela said getting in. "Was look at you babe beautiful as always" I said hugging her.

"Let's go my car's outside" she said taking my hand and leading the way to her car. On the way to a club, we blasted music and sang the whole ride.

Isabela was my best friend for a reason, she knows me too well, from one look she knows what's going on and could cheer me up anytime. She'd do anything for me and I'd absolutely do the same. We grew up together which made us closer together and an unbreakable bond. She's like my sister.
Chapter one is over, I hope u enjoyed reading and again feel free to comment.